The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 29: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON. 7 ABE vation, His protector now moved in the opposite direction, to defeat, if possible, the plans of the assassin, but the wretch could not be found. In great perplexity of mind, he reflected whether the emergency would noi justify an interruption of the religious services, that the aisles of the church might be lighted, or whether he should not wait ‘until some signal should inform him where his assistance was “required. Tbe first plan was un- questionably the safest, but Stephen’ s self posses- sion was unequal to such a conspicuous part, and he waited, oppressed with anxiety, fancying the dying struggles ofa murdered man were ringing ‘in his ears. _ Wrapped in these new reflections, a slight and suppressed noise reached hisear, like the writhing ofa body upon the matting, The unknown re- ‘Mained motionless, but cool self possession, and a rallying of all his mental and physical energies, now supplanted the pleasing fancies of his dream; he turned his head witha slow but continued “motion, and discerned a dark object creeping stealthily toward him. The wretch wishes to realize my imaginings, he intends to murder me, He waited with a cautious eye the approach of the assassin, who, creeping nearer and nearer, by _slow progression, suddenly pounced upon hisin- _ tended victim; the unknown, by a convulsive = start, avoided "the blow, and the dagger of the — “. Ses ¥ ph thee, murderer was buried in the back of the chair a , where the stranger had been seated ; the villain ~ a now attempted to rise, but he found his wrist . aes 2 - Braspes as if by an iron vice, QOuff, groaned he in pain, I thought there. was 5 ¥ pkePa , ie. Pew sGOMIGHDOOKSEGOM